[ Yu has only a moment of surprised, reflexive movement to tighten his arm around Yosuke.
A good thing, because Yosuke very nearly does drop him when Chatterclock starts to speak.
Rather, what happens is: Yosuke jumps, jostling Yu, making Yu wince in pain and Yosuke flip out, stumbling over apologies and also himself while he looks around wildly for the source of the voice. ]
"What the hell-- who is that?! Where are you?! Show yourself!"
Yosuke, it's--
[ Yu holds up Chatterclock.
And, after a beat of thought, waves the sword a little. As if Chatterclock himself were waving hello. Yu thinks his new friend would appreciate the weird non-humor behind the gesture.
Yosuke, who by now has stopped walking, boggles at both boy and sword-boy. Openly stares between Yu, and the sword, and Yu, and the sword. When Yu offers nothing more than a cryptic smile, Yosuke huffs through his nose and focuses on Chatterclock. ]
"I don't even know where to begin. You find a talking sword and it accuses us of dating? Seriously? Couldn't you find one that wouldn't think weird things?"
[ Yu's face works as he very clearly tries not to laugh. ]
Do you think we'll have to get adoption papers drawn up? I don't know what the laws are surrounding sentient weapons--
"Don't play along, dammit!"
[ Yu is grinning helplessly by this point, a feeling of laughter flowing along his mental connection to Chatterclock. Yosuke, for his part, just gives Yu a very long-suffering look before turning his attention to the sword again, all bright-eyed curiosity and a touch of uncertainty. ]
"Okay, so, uh... nice to meet you? I'm ... I'm Yosuke. Yosuke Hanamura. Are you..."
[ Yosuke pauses, a narrow, thoughtful look on his face. He looks at Yu, and Yu simply nods back. This seems to be enough for Yosuke, who puffs out a sigh and then smiles. A bright, puppyish smile, warm and accepting. ]
"Well, if Yu trusts you, that's good enough for me. "
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A good thing, because Yosuke very nearly does drop him when Chatterclock starts to speak.
Rather, what happens is: Yosuke jumps, jostling Yu, making Yu wince in pain and Yosuke flip out, stumbling over apologies and also himself while he looks around wildly for the source of the voice. ]
"What the hell-- who is that?! Where are you?! Show yourself!"
Yosuke, it's--
[ Yu holds up Chatterclock.
And, after a beat of thought, waves the sword a little. As if Chatterclock himself were waving hello. Yu thinks his new friend would appreciate the weird non-humor behind the gesture.
Yosuke, who by now has stopped walking, boggles at both boy and sword-boy. Openly stares between Yu, and the sword, and Yu, and the sword. When Yu offers nothing more than a cryptic smile, Yosuke huffs through his nose and focuses on Chatterclock. ]
"I don't even know where to begin. You find a talking sword and it accuses us of dating? Seriously? Couldn't you find one that wouldn't think weird things?"
[ Yu's face works as he very clearly tries not to laugh. ]
Do you think we'll have to get adoption papers drawn up? I don't know what the laws are surrounding sentient weapons--
"Don't play along, dammit!"
[ Yu is grinning helplessly by this point, a feeling of laughter flowing along his mental connection to Chatterclock. Yosuke, for his part, just gives Yu a very long-suffering look before turning his attention to the sword again, all bright-eyed curiosity and a touch of uncertainty. ]
"Okay, so, uh... nice to meet you? I'm ... I'm Yosuke. Yosuke Hanamura. Are you..."
[ Yosuke pauses, a narrow, thoughtful look on his face. He looks at Yu, and Yu simply nods back. This seems to be enough for Yosuke, who puffs out a sigh and then smiles. A bright, puppyish smile, warm and accepting. ]
"Well, if Yu trusts you, that's good enough for me. "